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He started pacing in the room. He needed desperately really good plan. Foolproof plan. Nothing could be done without it. If only Hermione and Ron … no he could NOT think about them. He was alone and he had to do this alone.

He knew one thing. There was no way that he will return to Hogwarts this year. They will not teach him anything useful. It would be counterproductive for Light Wizards. They wanted to him untrained so one day he would die for their perfect world. And if they got to know that he knew, Dumbledore would for sure Obliviate him. He could not let that happen. And if he tried to fight them as he was now he would lose certainly. The things he learned last year were child play and he knew that. In the incident with dragon he had more luck than he should. How could dragon be defeated by Accio and flying on the stupid broom was now beyond him. And there were other incidents like second task and his "brilliant" fight with Voldemort. And most of all getting trapped by his so called professor. The last one did some of good by revealing him some truths.

So he couldn't return to Hell and had to get more powerful, because for now he sucked. But where should he go. Beauxbatons was out of question. It was clear that the headmistress of that school was on Dumbledore side. But what about Durmstrang? There was no headmaster there and it had some bad reputation. For him bad reputation was something he was looking for. They though some dark magic there and he had to learn it. There were no confines that he will not cross if it leaded him to his ultimate goal. However if that school didn't seem safe or get him knowledge he wanted, he will find other place. For now he will study those books from last 4 years in Hogwarts, maybe just maybe, because he didn't have high expectations, he will find something useful. The only thing by all means he had to learn were potions. He was fool for not learning them in time.

He needed to run away. And that was his first problem. It was no secret that someone was watching him and the house all the time. He caught the sigh of some strange people looking at him and quickly turning their sigh from him and walking away. Because of the blood protection wards he was aware that they were Dumbledore's people. They will not let him go so easily. Now that he thought about it, the only time he will have a chance of escaping was tomorrow trip with his uncle to London. Yes that will be the only opportunity he will have.

The more he thought about it the more clear plan was forming in his head. And that means that he had some preparing to do to make sure they will not catch him. It will be long evening and long night and he had to sleep for few hours to be fully concentrated.

Just when strange behavior of Professor Moody began he saw that door where thrown open by few curses. In few seconds time more of colorful curses where flying in direction of Mad Eye. He was thrown few meters behind and quickly was captivated by Snape whose next move was pouring some potion into throat of his soon-to-be-ex-professor. In few minutes it was clear that it wasn't person who was supposed to teach him, but it was Death Eater named Barty Crouch Jr.

In shock he began to walk away. Cedric Diggory died today in front of his eye . Moments later he was used to bring body of Voldemort back and had really strange conversation with Voldemort, who seemed without any intention to kill him. But when he started to fire curses at Dark Lord ,the duel had to began and he saw his own dead parents and managed to escape. All of this things were making unable to think clearly. And in the end he lost one more person he trusted, who thought him useful things and seemed to be on his side.

He was walking without any destination in his mind, just walking forward. He wanted to escape, to be alone , because he understood well that if some reporter found him, he would be not left alone and he would be driven mad from all the questions. His eyes were on the floor when suddenly he saw something move just few inches from him.

"Chocolate Frog" he said without realizing and in that moment he heard something move to his right. It was statue that was in front of headmaster room. Chocolate Frog had to be the password for this week and he said it by chance.

Now that he thought about it was the best place to hide from everyone. He slowly climbed up the stairs to the room. As he looked around he saw that all of the people in paintings and Fawkes were gone. It pleased him. He wanted to be alone. He walked up the stairs near the desk in direction of window. When he was there he sat on the floor and leaned his back on the bookcase behind him.

He didn't know how long he did spend there, but sometime after he came to the room. He heard the gargoyle statue moved again. Just when he was about to get up and make himself known, he heard a conversation.

"…good. All is going according to the plan." It was Dumbledore voice.

"Albus, do you really think that all those things are necessary. One of our students is dead! How could we sacrifice him?"

"Minerva, it is all for greater good. I knew all along that our DADA professor wasn't person who almost all believe him to be. And what his plan was I knew too. And I let him do as he wanted, because it was clear that we could use it. And we used it. Right now, Harry saw death of another student by the hand of Death Eater. He hates Voldemort more than before and will do anything to stop him. In the end we want just that. He has to see more death and feel more pain. Then he will sacrifice himself for greater good. He will die and with him Dark Lord and we will live in our peaceful world."

"Isn't there any other path? I know we talked about it few times, but it feels that we are doing some wrong."

"No, there is no other path for us to take. Harry is dangerous. He has Horcrux in himself, a part of Riddle soul. It means that he has to die, because he is as much danger as Tom. We can't let live long. That is why I want him learn only minimum of knowledge. Only defense and minor spells. He has only one use. To die and in death destroy Voldemort. Minerva, this is exactly why I told you not to get to close to him and care for him and most of all to view him as a tool, a key to our future."

"I know. The incident with him speaking in snake language though me that. It is sometimes that I see James and Lily in him. But I will do what I have to do."

"Good. Now, you have to go talk to Molly, she has to talk with Ron and Hermione. They have to make Harry believe that it was his fault that Cedric Diggory died today. They will know how to do this subtly, but in a way that Harry will really take it to his heart. And I have to talk with Sirius about today events. And remember, it is all for greater good."

He heard them both leave the room. He could not move. He could not breath. He felt more pain more real than that he had from the wound in his hand. It was like someone was cutting his soul and heart with knife. He could not believe. That wasn't possible.

Why Dumbledore said those things? And McGonagall? And they said something about Ron, Hermione, Molly and Sirius. They all could not believe what Dumbledore said, right? They were his friends, his family, even if they weren't connected by blood. They loved him. They had to.

He felt that the paralysis was leaving him and he could stand up. He did so. He started walking in daze towards the entranced of the headmaster office. The only thing he knew was that he had to get to know the truth. That was the only thing that did matter to him.

Harry woke up at the sound of the alarm clock, he turned on yesterday. He lay in bed for few minutes, remembering dream he had. It all started that day. He got to know more truth than he wanted. That was the day he saw people around him for who there where for the first time. They didn't care. For all he was tool.

Harry smirked. He knew the truth. He will not be their tool anymore. And they will pay. And today was the first day of his true freedom. It was day to began his revenge. Everything was ready for his escape and when he will return, they will beg him for mercy. And he will give none.

With that last thought he got up and started to get ready for a First Day of Freedom.

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